Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 686 - 687: Bonus1* Extremely Depressed Sakura

In the afternoon, within the Red Leaf Imperial Palace,

*Creak...*

Accompanied by the sound of solid wood rubbing against the floor, a court maid with a beautiful face slowly pushed open the door, carefully bringing in an exquisite afternoon tea into the ancient and knowledge-filled royal library.

As usual, the maid was here to serve afternoon tea to her master, the empire’s second prince, Amon.

However,

When pushing the trolley to the center of the library, where Amon was, the maid couldn’t help but show a worried expression. The previously neat and orderly center area was now a mess. Valuable ancient books and scrolls were scattered all over the place...

Clearly, the prince who had been researching ancient books here, had been in a bad mood recently, even irritable to an extent.

"Your Highness..."

Looking at the chaotic scene, the maid showed a worried face. A few days ago, after Prince Amon returned from visiting the Great Ancestor, he had entered a strange state of anxiety. The usual calmness, elegance, and gentility were gone; he became irritable and difficult to deal with.

Previously, Amon greatly revered knowledge and respected ancient books, so why would he treat these books like trash now?

The maid was puzzled.

She looked towards the red-haired man leaning on a lounge chair, silently staring at the grand map in front of him, and carefully approached. Seeing the lunch next to him, already cold but still untouched, the maid couldn’t help but ask:

"Your highness, are you, are you alright? Your Highness?"

However,

In response to the maid’s question, Amon remained silent, still quietly staring at the map in front of him, a magnified version of the capital city Anvika.

Currently, Amon had no mood to pay attention to anything else.

Ever since a few days ago, when he learned about the demon of the present day from the Great Ancestor, the always calm Amon had been restless, engulfed in a mood of worry. But, it’s understandable, as anyone would struggle to stay calm upon learning that such a terrifying monster is sealed beneath their home.

If this monster breaks its seal, it would mean the destruction of the world. The powerful beings of this world would be helpless against it.

Although the demon is still suppressed under the Goddess’s seal, who knows how long this seal will last?

In Amon’s view, nothing in this world is eternal.

The seal has already been maintained for more than three thousand years. How much longer can it last?

Now, beneath Anvika, it’s like there’s a world-destroying bomb, ready to explode at any moment. The thought of himself and millions of his subjects living above such a bomb makes it impossible for Amon to stay calm.

Similarly,

He couldn’t remain indifferent either.

Therefore, in these days, Amon has secluded himself in the royal library, trying to find a way from the ancient books to significantly strengthen the seal. Unfortunately, this seal was left by the Goddess, and its construction principles and power system are completely different from what he knows.

After several days of reading and searching, Amon still hasn’t found anything useful.

But it’s normal, after all, every emperor before him had tried similar things, but they never found a solution.

Even though Amon is not willing to sit and wait for doom, it seems all he can do is protect the seal and prevent it from being prematurely destroyed by external forces. Kill the demon? Repel the demon? Strengthen the seal? It seems these are not things they can interfere with.

"So annoying."

Staring at the map in front of him, Amon muttered weakly.

’The demon Lord is still alive,’

’Right beneath the imperial palace...’

’Haha…’

’It’s unbelievable...’

Even after several days, recalling the conversation with the Great Ancestor in the Underground Palace, Amon still feels like he’s in a dream, as if everything was unreal. The sudden request from the Great Ancestor for him to prepare to succeed as the next emperor and take over the seal array, undoubtedly dumped immense pressure on the unprepared Amon, making the empire’s fifth prince feel suffocated under the pressure.

Ignoring the calls of the maid beside him, Amon sighed to himself.

However,

As the conversation with the Great Ancestor replayed in his mind, Amon gradually furrowed his brow. He suddenly remembered another matter that had caught his attention.

He recalled that time,

After the Great Ancestor had finished explaining many important matters about the demon lord and the seal, he took Amon to tour the murals of the Underground Palace, further understanding the true history of that era. In fact, apart from the location of the final battlefield, the demon lord not being dead, and the construction of the seal, the rest of the history was not much different from what Amon had read.

It was nothing more than the Goddess defeating the demon lord, then traveling across the continent, driving out abyssal demons, and helping the creatures of the continent to establish their homes. Finally, after establishing the Church of Asumos, she left this world.

The murals described such a history.

However,

There was one point that made Amon very curious.

From the murals, it appeared that the Goddess initially helped various races in their development alone. However, after assisting the elves, a figure suddenly appeared beside the Goddess—a child holding the Goddess’s hand.

A little girl with dazzling silver hair.

"That girl..."

For a moment,

The little girl in the mural gradually merged with an image in Amon’s mind...

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"Miss Mengxi, where are you off to again?!"

At the same time,

In the bedroom of the Girl of Destiny at the headquarters of the Sunlight unit.

A creature resembling a fluffy cat was anxiously hopping around on a table.

At this moment,

In front of Sakura, a girl with an angelic face was enthusiastically dressing up in front of a mirror, striking various seductive poses.

The silver-haired girl’s attire was no longer as holy and conservative as before, becoming somewhat bold and sexy.

A pink off-shoulder jacket paired with a deep V-neckline highlighted Mengxi’s excellent figure. This was complemented by a pure pink velvet skirt, mismatched black and pink thigh-high stockings, and a pair of black flats. Her silver-pink hair naturally flowed over her shoulders. Her clear, bright eyes were unusually matched with glamorous eyeshadow, and her thin lips, after applying expensive lipstick, looked as delicate and tempting as rose petals.

Bracelets, earrings, hairpins - accessories that Mengxi usually disliked - were now all worn, transforming the girl into a sexy and fashionable icon.

After checking her makeup, Mengxi revealed a satisfied sweet smile;

"Well, Little Sakura, I’m going to hop over to Sister Yumo~"

"Yumo?!"

Muttering this name, Sakura’s expression suddenly changed, and an indescribable anxiety rushed into her heart:

"Miss Mengxi! Why, why are you going to her again? She’s a terrifying demoness!!"

Mengxi calmly raised her hand and seriously patted Sakura’s head to soothe her:

"Calm down, Calm down~. I’m doing this to appease Bloody Butterfly~, for the success of the holy war, right? It’s for a good cause~. So, don’t worry about me. I need to go now, or I’ll be late~"

Saying this,

Mengxi excitedly picked up her exquisite little bag and hopped towards the door.

Watching the silver-haired girl’s blushing face and the excitement she couldn’t hide in her eyes, Sakura’s eyebrows involuntarily twitched wildly.

At that moment,

Sakura couldn’t hold it in any longer and let out a hysterical roar in her heart:

"For goodness’ sake! You look like you’re off to a brothel!!"